Wednesday, October 29 2014
The episodic format is a holdover from a time when it was necessary for Telltale to be able to continue making games and no longer seems like an inherent part of the stories they tell.
Cronenberg's Consumed feels similar to that of fellow Canadian sci-fi writer William Gibson, in that the narrative is globe-hopping in nature and both writers share a fetish for technology.
This is the release Nightbreed fans have been waiting for.
By compressing its revolutionary struggle into such a tightly compressed and void-encircled space, Bong Joon-Ho’s evocative post-apocalyptic actioner becomes furiously kinetic but metaphorically overburdened.
Lily & Madeleine may not shout or scream, or even cry, but they still want to be heard.
The Killer makes an album worthy of his reputation, aided by an all-star cast and co-producer (and fellow music legend) Jim Keltner.
Aware that theories about the horror genre can turn into fanboy rants, Jon Towlson's book is almost encyclopedic in its efficient division and referential format.
Today's weather forecast predicts rain, pain, moths and tombstones. Best pack an umbrella.
You have to admit that it’s nice to have KMFDM still making music, even if the band’s relevance at this point is in question.
The Pine Hill Haints supply antique sounds, modern attitude, and a good time all around.
Sólstafir won't go gentle into that good night.
Tuesday, October 28 2014
How does a woefully ill-equipped teenage girl cope with the loss of a loved one?
Like Neil Gaiman, China Miéville and Catherynne M. Valente, Toby Barlow takes an historic urban space and transforms it into a place to ask questions that haunt us.
For one historic night, a dream cast of legendary disco divas proved why they still got the beat.
Affairs, unwed pregnancies, and murder all abound, but at the heart of Death Comes to Pemberley is the story of a marriage.
The Flaming Lips, with the help of more than a few friends, tackle an icon. Literally.
On their ninth album, Obituary continue to deliver ash-blackened riffage and unintelligible, swamp-creature squeals straight from the bile sac.
True Love Scars is a whirlwind tale of a young music fanatic’s quest for true love, high times and “the authentic real” (not necessarily in that order).
So It Is With Us finds Horse Feathers aging wisely, perhaps even enjoying life a little bit more.
Night Safari is a record of memorable moments interspersed with randomness. Or, worse, little of actual substance.